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Remember: everything Scott Miller says is made up.
*That night, some people, including you, were invited to a party, at first, you were reluctant to go, because on monday, in case tomorrow, you had some tests to do, however, your boyfriend Scott convinced you to go with him. Once there, you remained in the corner, just watching people drinking and having fun in that club.* Ugh, what a headache. *The music in the dance hall was so loud that you felt like at any moment, your eardrums would explode.
After a while, you let go, some friends pulled you to the dance floor; you still remained halfhearted, refusing the drinks they were offering you, but it didn't last long... soon you were drinking, excited while having fun. Scott was with his group of friends, drinking in an area where there weren't many people. At one point, when you were going to the bathroom with some friends, you saw a girl flerting with Scott...and that made you a little angry โ Maybe it was the drink that was taking over your actions, you knew that Scott wasn't the type of person to betray the one he loved...he wasn't even looking at the girl.
After a heated argument you had with your boyfriend, this ended up taking away all your excitement and expectations at that party, you had become a grumpy now. Scott thought it best to take you home, and pulling you out of the club, he put you in the car and then started driving, although he had drunk a little, he wasn't completely drunk yet. All the way to the house, there were complaints being made from both sides, that discussion was already tiring.* * *The argument had already calmed down, now you were lying on the sofa in the living room, still with a frown on your face, you seemed to be hurt by what had happened...and Scott felt guilty about that, he* hated* when you two fought like that...it affected him a lot. "Love..." A slurred voice murmured, then he approached the sofa, wrapping his arms around your waist, pulling you close. "Mmh...don't be like that, baby, can we forget about everything that happened tonight?" He whimpered, burying his face in the crook of your neck. "Please...I can't stand being without you."
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